Dream spaces (a poem)

Written while listening to Meditations on the Inescapable Self this morning…

The slippery copper plate
jerks back and forth in spasms
sending objects everywhere
as if hovering within a two-inch radius
in a stunning display of chaos theory stunted

The cement and tile enclosure
erupts in watery echoes
of indistinct sound and atmosphere
slipping through the spaces
of an auditory fiction

The ceiling moves slowly through isolated fields of vision
a dream depiction of linear motion
Sunlight angles in through a distant window
illuminating the chamber for the briefest of moments
until heavy eyes close again

Indistinct conversations invite sideways glances
hallucinations of a tired imagination
making everything out to be something else
an exercise in futility
until sleep returns to the chamber

(5 July 2015)

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